D.A.N.C.E. - Logic Reprise

Do the D-A-N-C-E, one, two, three, four, fight Stick to the B-E-A-T, get ready to ignite You were such a P-Y-T, catching all the lights Just easy as A-B-C, that's how you make it right I am literally in the air right now, rapping up a stewardess First class, I am so new at this Used to ride the metro, now that shit is retro Like the Infrareds on my feet, baby, let's go Sinatra what they know me by, Logic what they call me Gotta catch a flight but the fans wanna stall me Life of a Don, chains just glowin' Always in the lab with the fresh kicks on I'm at the MGM rocking MCM Bobby soxer on my arm, it's only 10PM Now the rat-pack with me going ham at the hotel Name brand everything, fuck a wholesale No, I am not materialistic I was broke my whole life and no I don't miss it Last seven years of my life was in a lab Working every day, giving it everything I had Now that a brother is finally recognized I will not let the limelight hypnotize Everybody be sure, I'ma always want more (more, more, more, more) Under the spotlight, neither black nor white It doesn't matter (do the dance, do the dance) As strong as you might, working day and night (yeah) Whatever happens (do the dance, do the d-) (yeah, check it out, yeah, now) The grind never stops, like I'm running from the cops It's hard to stay humble when you're force-fed props But I don't give a damn, I am just a man I am not more important than any one of my fans First name Bobby, so I'm all about the hundreds Work so hard, ery'body think I'm blunted, ha Gunning hard with the mask and Glock And I'ma stay with extra clips till the casket drops Finna blow in the next three years, tops Talking worldwide, not just hip-hop Rappers nowadays so flip-flop Talking 'bout you wanna work, motherfucker kick rocks I am on the come up, headed to the top Repping MD, and never will I stop Me and the crew V's up, visionary, what it do Step to the mic, lyricism ensue We go hard, only on campus when I wanna study abroad Guess that's why they wonder if I go there All the groupie bitches Wanna put they fingers through my hair Can't fade the thirst, chill out, whoa there Let me get it, let me bring it back Haters talking shit but I get richer when they doing that Yes, I am pursuing that number one album, worldwide And fuck whoever doubt him Under the spotlight, neither black nor white It doesn't matter (do the dance, do the dance) As strong as you might, working day and night Whatever happens (do the dance, do the d-) The way you move is a mystery --- D.A.N.C.E. - Logic Reprise - Justice and Logic